The moment Lu Xuan entered the mountain's territory, a Shadowy Figure slipped soundlessly out of the woods and landed not far from him.
"Awroo..."
The Cloud Stepping Lynx glared with its pair of Green Eyes, its rough voice slightly pinched as it let out a low growl at Lu Xuan.
Lu Xuan walked up to it with a smile. Seeing the two tufts of gray-white fur on the tips of the lynx's ears trembling faintly, he could not help reaching out, grabbing the fur, and twirling it around his finger.
"Free-range really is different. Your body lines are a little smoother now, and you look more spirited too."
Lu Xuan kept twirling his finger as he sighed.
The Cloud Stepping Lynx shook its curved silly tuft. Its Green Eyes looked indifferently at Lu Xuan, and with a whoosh, it slipped into the woods.
When he passed the little nest woven by the Grass Puppet, Lu Xuan made a special point of checking on the Wind Falcon Chick.
A pair of broad light azure wings drooped down, and beneath its round belly, a corner of the fiery-red eggshell of the Dazzling Fire Flood Dragon Egg was exposed.
"Chirp chirp!"
The Wind Falcon Chick spread its light azure wings and let out a crisp cry at Lu Xuan, then nodded its head toward the Dazzling Fire Flood Dragon Egg.
"It's about to hatch?"
Lu Xuan focused his mind on the Wind Falcon. Sensing the information it conveyed to him, he leaned in and carefully observed the Dazzling Fire Flood Dragon Egg.
On the surface of the eggshell, the pale-red patterns were much denser than when incubation had first begun. Occasionally, it would tremble lightly, and when he probed it with his Spiritual Sense, he could detect the powerful vitality being nurtured within.